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While driving, a man notices a sign in front of a house that reads: “Talking Dog for Sale." Curious, he stops, and rings the doorbell. The owner tells him the dog is in the backyard. The man goes into the backyard, and sees a Labrador retriever sitting in the grass.
"You talk?" he asks.
"Yep," the Lab replies.
"So, what's your story?"
The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young, and I wanted to help the government. So I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no-one figured a dog would be eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running.
"But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger, so I wanted to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. I met a wonderful Labrador bitch, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."
The man is just amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog. The owner responds, "Ten dollars."
The man snorts, "This dog is amazing. Why on earth would you sell him so cheap?"
"Because he's a liar. He didn't do any of that shit." |
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